About ten feet from where the bridge used to be, I lunged forward, startled. My mother jumped around to look at me and had a nervous look on her face. "What?!" she said, anxiously. I was hesitant to tell her why I bolted towards her, but new that she was not going to believe me if I tried to brush my sudden movements off. "Um, someone just tugged on the back of my hair." That was it... she was off and running.
当走到距离桥旧址河道还有十英尺的地方时,我的马猛地向前冲了一下,吓我一跳。妈妈骑着马在我周围转来转去,左顾右盼,一脸的不安,“怎么了?”她焦急地问到。我犹豫了一会,我知道这次与以往不同,如果我想将自己的“突然行动”隐瞒掉,她是肯定不会相信的,于是我跟她讲了我突然向她冲去的原因:“嗯,有人在后面拽我的头发。”说完,只见妈妈骑着马向远处跑去了。
She hurdled herself as quickly as she could over the mound of snow that was piled up from the plow and jumped onto the pavement. "Wait a minute!" I said, as I stepped next to her and turned back around to look at the land. "Just give me one minute." I could feel a "presence" very strongly at that point, but by the expression on my mom's face I knew she wouldn't want to stand near area.
妈妈以最快的速度跳过雪犁推出的雪堆,落到路面上,我紧跟了上来,转过身来看了看那块地皮,“等一会!”,我对妈妈说,“就给我一分钟!”因为我强烈感觉到在那个地方有什么出现了,但是妈妈脸上的表情告诉我她不想离那个地方站得太近。
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